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Thursday, January 10, 2008
Wherin I pimp myself out, Hillary's Cries and a Robot is created
My past few days have been spent at a trade show...pimping out the companies products and services. Being quite the people person I have to say that I completely enjoyed it. Oh! The characters you meet and the fluff and BS you hear at times....I'm telling ya, you need hip boots some of the time it gets so deep! Product exposure is a great thing.
With the show being held in Michigan many, if not all, conversations inevitably turned to Michigan's economy, our dismal Governess, and how the legislator really screwed bussiness' with a 21.99% tax surcharge that they have to pay in addition to the taxes they already pay. With our State losing jobs and business' at a record rate this legislation and tax surcharge is sure to attract new business' into to Michingan!
O.K., Enough of that...
The New Hampshire primary was interesting. Everyone was stunned that Hillary won. I don't know if I could handle seeing her face on Tee-Vee on a daily basis if she's elected President...asssuming, of course, that she gets the nomination....I'm having a tough enough time as it is already. Why do you think she won? I think she got the "feel sorry for Hillary" vote....what with that crying stunt she pulled the other day because, you know "it tough" and "I tried" she said of suffer her loss in Iowa. Thus it was time for the "smartest woman in the world" to choke up on camera, and tug at the heartstrings of folks that are easy prey for such passion plays.
I got a real big problem with this. What a great projection of strength! You don't get your way, you cry (I'll just call it a mini tantrum...'cause, you know after all "she deserves this") I've got kids who have, and still do this kind of thing. People don't even want to consider the she and her people might have choreographed this whole emotional display. Ya-all have been duped. Hillary for President? I think not! Gawd, I hope not!
O.K., Enough of that too.
Imagine my surprise the other day when my middle daughter says she wants to join the school Robotics team. I was stunned! She is the Diva of the household...easily grossed out by so many things....the mere mention or utterance of the word S-E-X grosses her out... and she want to hang out with the geeks? WTF? Yet, these days geek is the new sexy...cause for concern? Not so much. She's been to 3 meeting already. The other night I left a hour or so early to pick her up...I wanted to see what she and the group were doing and they kinda encourage parental support and mentoring...anyway, here group was assigned the task of assembling the transmissions for the robot kit.
After a trial assembly came the final assembly. She had to grease up all the gears...with her fingers. She was repulsed....I mean, like totally grossed out...and made no bones about it to the group...lots of "E-www, e-www,-e-wwww's!" were uttered. I thought she was gona pass out. But she stuck it out, got the transmission all together properly and, when hooked up to the test battery, if functioned properly. She was pretty proud of herself, and rightly so. I was glad I was there to witness that....that little bit of confidence building and teamwork.....she then quickly ran off to wash the "crap off her hands" Silly girls!





